What is wrong with me?
It's three in the morning, and I am alone blubbering like a baby!
I'm supposed to be the ' strong one '
The.rock!
The glue that will never fall apart
I'm supposed to be the key to the lock!
So why am I crooked and Jammed?
I'm supposed to be the savior!
So why is the damsel still in distress?
I'm supposed to be the healer.
So why exactly, am I the one broken?
I'm supposed to be the gatekeeper,
So why is the gate wide open?
I am supposed to be me.
And here's the thing,
You see,
To be me?
I'm the independent and strong one of us
I bring peace and make everything just
But my world right now, Is chaos
It's all war
And you know how I'm supposed to be the key?
Well I'm broken, and on the other side of a locked door.
